Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 8: Kidnapping

This light hum aroused an incredibly terrifying desire in this group of filthy men. Their eyes looked as if they hadn’t seen a woman in years, let alone a young, tender, and irresistibly beautiful girl like Moira Young.

"Scarface! I’m begging you, please let my wife go! You promised me, as long as I brought you a woman, you’d release my wife!" The driver was already drenched in sweat from fear, falling to his knees with a thud, his eyes filled with pleading and terror, his voice trembling as he spoke.

Heath Sterling cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, "Your fucking wife gets kidnapped, and you kidnap someone else? You coward, are you even a man?"

"Ah—!" Heath Sterling’s stomach took a vicious kick, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Moira Young glanced over nervously, just in time to meet Heath Sterling’s unbearably guilty and self-reproaching gaze. Instinctively, she looked away, that gaze making her feel sorrowful.

The man who kicked Heath Sterling was probably the leader; there was a not too noticeable scar on his face, and everyone called him Scarface.

Scarface’s eyes lingered reluctantly on Moira Young’s face, gesturing for the others to drag out the driver’s wife.

Moira Young’s hair was still being pulled, her head lifted high, unable to move a muscle, even breathing caused her to frown in pain. The man gripping her hair twisted her head in a direction, forcing her to look to the right front.

A woman with no clothing whatsoever was being forcibly dragged out, her body covered in bruises, eyes glazed, the corners of her mouth crusted with dried blood, leaving a trail on the concrete floor.

Moira Young suddenly couldn’t stop trembling, her mind flashing with scenes she would never forget, that messy and filthy stage, that woman being tortured by a group of men, that desperate and tragic scream! They all surfaced one by one!

Each nerve in her body began to explode, the panic forcing her heart into spasms of pain. Her previously stubborn gaze suddenly collapsed, descending into utter darkness.

"Wife!" The driver cried out, crawling over to embrace his wife, but the woman seemed stupefied, completely unresponsive, her eyes fixated on one spot, no reaction no matter how he called her.

Seeing this scene, Heath Sterling also became completely panicked. Having matured early and seen many films with his dodgy friends, he understood just how dangerous Moira Young’s situation was now!

"Will bringing other women in exchange work? Let her go! I can bring a group of women for you!" Heath Sterling, still so young, showed a hint of fear in his eyes. He was truly afraid of what these men might do to Moira Young.

Scarface sneered coldly, "Kid, your girlfriend is too charming. I can’t bear to make a trade." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

As he finished speaking, everyone present burst into laughter, "Yeah, Scarface, never seen such a delicate girl, I can’t hold back anymore. Let’s start already!"

Scarface’s expression changed slightly; he didn’t respond and instead walked over to Moira Young, bending down.

"What’s your name?"

Moira Young bit hard on her inner lip, her eyes filled with red veins, those crystalline eyes becoming pitiable.

"Speak!" The man holding Moira Young’s hair pressed his foot harder against her waist when she didn’t respond.

Moira Young couldn’t take it, letting out a muffled groan, tears streaming down as the pain was unbearable.

"Let her go! Let her go!" Heath Sterling struggled desperately, screaming, watching helplessly as the group bullied her, yet he could do nothing!

Scarface sighed softly, straightening up with a slight hint of helplessness in his voice, "What a shame, such a stubborn one."

"She’ll have to endure a lot of suffering later."

The others all understood what that meant, revealing filthy smiles and eager movements.

"Little sister, I quite like you. Here’s a piece of advice from me, be obedient and it will be better than anything else. Don’t run, don’t make trouble, and I’ll make an exception today and let you go after we’re done." Scarface still looked at Moira Young with some reluctance.

His special status couldn’t risk exposure over a girl.

However, if he could protect her, he would.

Suddenly, the phone in Moira Young’s pocket started to vibrate. Her mind was on edge, her gaze fluctuating, wildly swiping at the phone screen, but she wasn’t sure whether she had answered or rejected the call.

Someone noticed something wrong in her eyes, "What are you doing with your hand? Take it out!"

Panic surged through Moira Young’s body, nearly forgetting to breathe.

The person approached, rummaged through Moira Young’s pocket, and snatched the phone away!

"Give it back!" Moira Young’s voice was near a scream, her eyes filled with hostility.